Of course, it will take half an hour to prepare, and when everything is ready, Phil lies naked on the lab table, and Christine stands next to her with the equipment. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"I didn't expect you to be in good shape," Christine said, after a glance, "What does bloodline witchcraft teach?"

She also thought that Phil's figure and appearance were the same as the thin white face, and she also guessed wrong that Phil's figure was caused by bloodline witchcraft.

"I'm a knight. Phil explained.

Anyone who saw his face would never have thought that he was a knight.

"Oh?" Sure enough, this sentence surprised Christine a little, "I don't know what you were like before you came to the Black Rope Tower Academy." ”

"It's just an ordinary person. ”

"Really?" Christine recalled, "do you remember the first time you saw witchcraft? I remember the first time I saw it, my sister came back to scare me, and I ended up beating her up. ”

"The first time I saw witchcraft, it was over before I could see it. Phil replied that he was talking about the wizard Dante.

"Is that so? The one who did the sorcery must have been a bad fellow. Christine said.

"All right, Christine," Phil said suddenly, "don't try to anesthetize me, that's useless, you can get started." ”

"Are you sure?" Christine exclaimed, which meant that she had just done the conversation to paralyze Phil's attention, because it was not easy for a wizard apprentice to perform paralyzing sorcery, "You know, this guy next to you was in pain when he was implanted, and he was in a coma four times, he is an authentic knight, I finally got it!"

Christine's "this guy" was referring to the culture of the mirror butterfly, which was now lying naked next to Phil.

"I'm prepared. Phil said that the most terrifying pain he had ever endured was probably the one in the Dean's zero-level witchcraft world, and that feeling of despair was something he would never forget. He believed that as long as he was under that, he could absolutely endure it.

"Alright then, I'm going. "Christine doesn't really like to talk either, she was only prepared for witchcraft before.

At that moment, she looked at the location, took the scalpel and slashed into Phil's stomach.

Merely......

When the first cut was made, Christine felt that something was not right, and when she looked at the wound, she made a small cut, and the blood had dried up before it could come out. Christine frowned, and it was still very difficult to cut hard.

"Phil, remove the bloodline witchcraft!" Christine thought that Phil had subconsciously used the bloodline witchcraft.

At this time, Phil came back to his senses, but he didn't actually use bloodline witchcraft, and such a powerful physical defense was just a regular state brought about by genetic bloodline witchcraft. He looked up at Christine's troubles, then pulled out several brand-new scalpels and handed them to the other party.

"Try these. ”

Christine took it and tried it suspiciously, and sure enough, the effect was immediately different.

"Why didn't you say this earlier?" she said in surprise, "I want this, right?"

“…… OK. Phil guessed so, but he still did, so it wasn't a big deal. Even if it's not enough, then you can refine it. These scalpels are made with reference to some of the earth's craftsmanship on the Internet, and the wizarding world is combined with material science, and the sharpness and hardness have been greatly improved.

Needless to say, Christine made a precise cut through the top layer of Phil's skin, found a suitable culture area, and prepared for transplantation.

This part is a minor problem, such a wound is nothing to Phil, and it doesn't even require vampire, and a little operation of genetic bloodline witchcraft can heal on its own quickly.

When she was ready, Christine walked to the other side and picked up the larvae for transplantation.

At this time, a series of screams rang out in the laboratory.

It was sent from the culture that Christine had bought with great difficulty, and even if it was removed, it would be so painful, you can imagine how desperate he was when he transplanted it into his body before.

After a while, Christine returned to Phil with a small box.

"Started?"

Phil turned his head to look at the unconscious culture, and nodded at Christine.

Then the next moment, a sharp pain spread from the abdomen to the whole body!

Phil's eyes widened, and immediately bloodshot, but he hadn't screamed yet.

He could feel what Christine was putting on his stomach, but with each release, he felt like his body was drained of strength.

When Christine put all the mirror butterfly larvae on it, Phil realized that he was sweating profusely and that the lab table under him was already wet.

"Is it okay?" Christine said, glancing at Phil, "and the rest should be more painful." ”

Phil closed his eyes and nodded.

And then—

"Ahh

Pain!

Pain!

Pain!

The pain was unbearable, as if someone was digging out all his flesh!

"Hold on! they're growing!" exclaimed Christine.

However, no matter how painful it was, Phil didn't move half a point.

The next minute was harder than the last, and by the end of the day, Phil had automatically activated his defenses, and Christine had to cut open his rapidly healing wound and remind him.

Phil finally managed to dissipate the genetic bloodline witchcraft, but after that, his body began to shrink gradually, Christine was busy pouring something into Phil's wounds, but it was completely impossible to stop the shrinkage of his body, and if this continued, Phil would sooner or later become a human body and finally die in pain, just like Flitton at the beginning!

At this time, Phil's consciousness was already a little confused, but he still subconsciously took out a can of iron-red liquid from the cloth bag and handed it to Christine.

"What is this?" asked Christine.

This is the refined blood of various powerful monsters specially prepared by Phil just in case, which was purchased from Alice and his senior brother's material store.

Phil didn't say anything, and asked Christine to pour blood into his body, and at this time he could only use his mental power to take out the jar, completely losing the ability to eat.

This continued until dawn, when all the blood was consumed, and Phil was in a little better condition.

And this is something that Christine didn't expect at all, it wasn't so serious when she was cultivated on that big knight at the beginning.

Phil thinks this may be the difference between culture and transplantation.

Phil had been resting with Christine for another day, and it was impossible for him not to fight.

Now is when he is at his weakest.